Disclaimer: I don't own any recognizable characters mentioned in this non-profit Non-copyright infringement..-ing fic. If I did...Hunter and Dustin would be in my closet.
Author's Note: So...I did a WHAT IF...for one thunder...Blake was feeling a bit left out so here's to killing Blake...that sounded bad...I love him though! he's adorable. enjoi?
"No man chooses evil.
Because it is evil;
He only mistakes It
for happiness,
the good he seeks."
"No!" The crimson ranger powered down as he ran to his fallen teammate, his brother. "Blake?" he skid on his knees to a stop at his brother's side, ignoring the skin that peeled under his jeans he immediately brought his palm over the gaping wound on his stomach, "Blake!" The ranger's suit powered down on its own, leaving a navy clad bleeding teen.
"Hun...t-t-" He cut himself off by harshly coughing up blood and wincing.
"Shh...B-Blake...I-I can...I can fix this, I can fix this," Hunter's hands were shaking, one still applying pressure of the gushing wound and his other at his brothers cheek, "Blake, c'mon....y-you can't leave me to..." his voice lowered to a cracking whisper as tears spilled from his face.
"I'll-" he coughed up blood again then smiled behind his crimson stained lips, "I'll s-see you l-l-later...huh?" Hunter barely caught his brother's hand coming up on his right, his own shaking hand moved to his.
"No..." he didn't want his baby brother to...to die. It wasn't supposed to be like that, he was supposed to go first. He was supposed to protect his brother, no matter what. His fingers nearly brushed against Blake's cold ones before his arm fell back to his side, limp. "No, no, no, no..." Hunter kept saying that word to himself as he cradled the lifeless body to his chest, repeating the word wasn't going to reverse what happened, it wasn't going to bring Blake back. "NO!" Yelling at the top of his lungs in a large gorge wasn't going to bring him back either but Hunter needed a release.
His chest was burning, it was rising and falling so fast, beyond his control, his heart was beating in his head and he was shaking. He looked down to the smaller form in his arms and with one last yell toward the clear blue sky, they vanished.